Skyfall

Chapter Thirty-Seven

Harvey sat in the pick-up line at Olivia's school. He had already picked Ethan up. His nephew was reading quietly in the backseat. That was the normal routine. He would pick Ethan up from school and try to ask about how his day went, only to be given one or two word answers before the boy pulled out a book and basically shunned him for the rest of the afternoon. At least he didn't have to constantly get on him about doing his homework. That was usually done before dinner.

At dinner, Ethan would talk a little bit more, but not a lot. At first he was worried about how distant Ethan seemed, until he talked to Rebecca about it. It turned out that Ethan was calling Rebecca every afternoon after school to talk. So it made sense that after he talked to Rebecca, he would be talking more at dinner. Rebecca was probably encouraging him to open up more.

There was a small part of him that was slightly jealous that Ethan was opening up more to Rebecca than to him. But he shoved that thought aside because in the end it didn't matter which one of them Ethan talked to, as long as his nephew talked to someone about everything that has been going on. It had been about a month since his mom went to stay with Rebecca for the drug trial and everyone was finally used to the new routine.

The treatments in the city had been going fairly well, though he knew they were taking a lot of energy away from her. In the beginning she had a lot of nausea, which was the reason she hadn't been coming up with Rebecca every weekend. But this weekend both Rebecca and his mom were coming up and he was happy about it.

Although he had been talking to his mom at least once a day, he was glad that he would get a chance to see for himself how she was doing. It wasn't that he didn't trust Rebecca to tell him the truth about the situation. He just wanted to see it first-hand.

It seemed like things were stabilizing and he was glad. It was too soon to see if the treatment was working. There was only some minor improvement in her test results so far, but they were still all hopeful. The kids took the news better than he thought they would. Olivia was too young to know the whole story so they just told her that grandma needed some medicine that she could only get in New York City. Ethan was told the whole story and had some issues with it, but eventually came around to the idea. He hated that the kids' lives had been turned upside down so many times lately.

All in all though, they were able to get into a pretty simple routine and he had to admit that it was kind of nice taking care of the kids. He missed Rebecca terribly, he missed work, he missed everyone at Pearson Specter Litt Monroe…hell he even missed Louis. But he would never admit that to the man because he would never hear the end of it.

But they only had a couple more weeks before Marcus got out of rehab.

That thought both made him happy and anxious. Ever since he lashed out at his brother, he hadn't been allowed to go visit him again. Marcus had taken him off the list of approved visitors. He understood why and didn't blame him. Everything he said to his younger brother that day was harsh and cruel. At the time he was just so angry and frustrated that he wasn't able to stop himself. But it wasn't right and he wanted desperately to apologize.

He also wanted to talk about case strategy. There was a chance that he could get the DUI charge thrown out because of a procedural error with his blood sample. It was a technicality, but at this point if they couldn't get the blood evidence thrown out, there was a 95% chance Marcus would be going to prison.

So he had to try. But he also wanted to tell Marcus about it.

He still hadn't told anyone about the details surrounding his fight with Marcus, or that he hadn't been back to the rehab place since. Rebecca and his mom still thought that he was regularly going to see Marcus. He knew it was wrong not to correct them, but he couldn't bring himself to say anything.

Rebecca sat in the exam room, nervously bouncing her leg up and down as she waited for the doctor come back in. Thankfully it didn't take too long.

"Well, we got the results of the blood test back." Dr. Grey smiled at her as she looked up from the chart.

"And?"

"Congratulations. The test you took yesterday was right. You are pregnant."

"Really?" She didn't know what to think about this. While she was thrilled to be pregnant with Harvey's child, this wasn't a good time and she was worried about his reaction.

"Yeah. It looks like you are about six weeks along."

She thought back to six weeks ago and realized when this baby was most likely conceived. It was the night they went to Boston because Marcus and Olivia were in the car accident. They had sex in the dugout of the baseball field.

"Did you hear me?" Dr. Grey asked.

She shook her head. "I'm sorry. What did you say?"

"I said that given your history, I'd like to do an ultrasound to try and determine if this pregnancy might be ectopic as well. Is that alright with you?"

"Yeah." She nodded. That would be a good idea. Her worst fear was another ectopic pregnancy so if there was a way to know now, it would be better for everyone.

"I'm going to get my technician. She will get everything set up and then I'll be back in." Dr. Grey told her before leaving the room.

Harvey got out of the car and opened the door for Olivia, helping her get buckled into her seat. "How was your day?" He asked when he got back into the driver's seat.

"It was sweet!" Olivia squealed. "Madeline had Oreos in her lunch today and she let me trade some of my Goldfish for one. And then at recess we all played princesses that were locked in a tower. Only the tower was just the top of the slide. The boys had to fight each other in order to rescue us. It was so much fun. In art class we got to paint and it was so sweet. I'm so glad my arm is healed and I don't have the cast. It was not fun at all. Ooh and I got an A- on my spelling test. I only got one word wrong. I thought that was pretty good, though Zoe was bragging the whole afternoon about how she got an A+. She is a show off and I don't really like her that much. I hope that's ok that I don't like her. I just…"

As Olivia continued to talk, he drove them home. He knew Olivia would continue to talk about her day the entire ride and was grateful in many ways that she was so enthusiastic about her life.

"Ok. Everything is looking alright and normal." Dr. Grey said as they both looked at the monitor. "There is the gestational sac, and it is right where it should be."

"It's not an ectopic pregnancy?" She was almost afraid to hope.

"No, it isn't." Dr. Grey smiled.

She absorbed that news and let herself release the breath she had been holding during the entire set up of the ultrasound. The fact that it wasn't an ectopic pregnancy meant she would be able to relax a bit more.

"Did you hear what I said?" Dr. Grey asked, interrupting her thoughts.

"No." She shook her head. "Sorry."

"I was just saying that you should make an appointment with the front desk to come back in about another four to six weeks for a check-up. You'll want to start taking some prenatal vitamins. And here are some pamphlets about the foods you should stay away from. Do you have any questions?"

"No." She shook her head. The questions she had weren't ones that her doctor could answer.

"Congratulations." Dr. Grey smiled before leaving the room.

She sat there for a moment, thinking things through. This was going to change everything. It was like her body was on autopilot because she didn't even remember getting dressed after the ultrasound or walking out of the doctor's office. She just suddenly found herself in the back of the car with Ray at the wheel.

"I don't want to overstep or anything, but is everything ok?" Ray asked, looking at her through the rear view mirror.

She stopped looking out the window and then at Ray. She was so glad that his wife was better now and he was back to being their full time driver. Finally managing a small smile, she nodded. "I'm fine, Ray."

"You sure?" He checked again.

"Yes." She nodded. "I just have a lot on my mind. Thank you for checking though."

"You're welcome." He nodded, taking one more look at her before going back to driving.

She felt bad for lying to Ray. She wasn't fine. She was freaking out. But as much as she liked Ray, he wasn't the first one she wanted to tell this news to today.

She thought back to yesterday when she first realized she could be pregnant.

She leaned up against the counter of the bathroom, waiting for the two minutes to be up. On the way home from work she stopped at the corner drug store. The thought of her being pregnant had entered her mind this morning while she was looking at her calendar and realizing she was very late.

It wasn't abnormal for her be a few days late or even a week. But after looking at the calendar she realized that it was weird for her to be this late. She also felt slightly nauseous, but she had been attributing that to the food from the new Thai place she and Lily had tried two days ago.

After Lily went to bed, she went into the bathroom and pulled the pregnancy test box out of her purse. Her phone went off, alerting her that the two minutes had passed. She took a deep breath and turned to pick up the test.

Pregnant.

It was all there in front of her. While she was excited, she couldn't help worry. Would this also be an ectopic pregnancy? Would Harvey be happy? Was this really the right time? How was this going to work?

One thing was certain. That one word was going to completely change her life.

The thought of having a baby with Harvey was enough to put a huge smile on her face and the fact that she knew it wasn't an ectopic pregnancy made her feel relieved. She wanted to shout it from rooftops and rush up to Boston to tell him right now. It was everything she had been wanting for so long.

The problem was the timing.

With everything going on, was this really the best time? Marcus being in rehab, his mom's illness, trying to make sure Marcus' kids are taken care of, the criminal charges Marcus is facing…it was a lot to handle. And Marcus would be getting out of rehab in a couple of weeks. So they needed to figure out a new plan to make sure that the kids were taken care of since Lily was here getting treatment.

She worried how Harvey was going to take the news. He asked for six months before they even thought about it again. It hasn't even been half of that.

She pulled out her phone and went to recent calls. Her finger hovered above his name. The only thing she wanted to do right now was tell him what was going on. But she stopped because this wasn't a conversation they could have over the phone or even on Facetime. This was an in-person conversation that would have to wait until she went up there this weekend.